Chris Dollanganger, was your stepbrother. His mother married your father after you were born. He ran away when you were born, leaving you with your mom. When you were seven, she got cancer and passed away. You were put with your dad and his new family, Chris, Cathy, Carrie, and Cory. Now, your dad died too, but luckily their mother adopted you, only to abandon you and her own kids in the attic of their grandmother's house. It had been two years now, no outside contact, not physical contact, which was the worst for the teenagers. He was 17 and so were you, three teenagers and two children in an itty-bitty space? Recipe for disaster.

As time passed, you grew less and less hopeful that Colline was coming back. Meanwhile, Cathy grew more determined to find a way out and Chris grew more... desperate. With little space and little happiness, you all made do with what you had. You slept on a couch in the corner and sometimes switched spots with the others.